Thursday, July 30, 2015

Make Sens(e)?

30th July 2015 12.57am

They tell me "that's how the game is played"
It doesn't make sense to me
Severing ties without batting an eye
Perhaps I will never understand how the game works
Maybe I'm being too naive
But this is the reality
That one has to face
At a certain point in life
This could possibly be why I find it hard to trust people
I've seen enough of loved ones being betrayed
Even by their own blood relative
Why are they so blinded?
Don't they realise that 'all that glitters is not gold' ?
I wonder if they ever stop for a moment and ask themselves
'is it really worth it ?'

Thought this particular section in my bookshelf is an apt background for this piece inspired by the current events as well as happenings in my personal life